Love And Other Drugs Direct

“Was it worth it?” Mara whispered.

“No,” he said. “But it’s mine.” love and other drugs

That was the thing about selling drugs. You learned that people didn’t want happiness. They wanted control. They wanted the dial. And love—real love—refused to be dosed. “Was it worth it

“I could,” Mara said. “But you came to me because you wanted to forget. Don’t confuse love with the need to suffer again.” love and other drugs

Then he found the locked cabinet.